Descriptive Essay About My Beloved Doll - 1188 Words

When I was younger, I had an American Girl doll. Her name was Belle after my favorite character from Beauty and The Beast. I would constantly brush her long, wavy brown hair and sometimes even put a little of my mom’s mascara on her to brighten up her blue eyes. I loved that doll like it was my own daughter. I took great pleasure in buying her new clothes. The American Girl store had everything I wanted for that doll. On my birthday, my mother would allow me to order at least three items from the online store. One year, I bought her a beautiful yellow dress with gems all over it paired with sneakers. The yellow dress suited her, and the sneakers highlighted her â€Å"tomboy† side which reminded her of me. I never bought her another outfit after†¦show more content†¦A doll could not have possibly got out of my closet and move onto my bed. It is unpractical, is it? Grace started telling me these bizarre stories about her doll which she named Belle, coincidence? I think not. She told me how Belle and she would have a conversation about their favorite toys and clothes; I believed every word. I tried to get rid of the doll. I threw it into the garbage without another thought. The garbage men picked up our trash and that was that. The doll was finally gone forever. When I walked back inside, there the doll was sitting on the couch staring at me with the most wicked look in her eyes. I tried everything to get rid of that doll. I even threw it into the fire and when I came back to see if it had burned completely I saw Belle, sitting on the ground without one burn mark, laughing villainously. I went as far as to buying a smudging stick and burning it throughout the house to get rid of any evil spirits. That attempt failed. Every night I heard the doll saying â€Å"Why did you give me away? I was your best friend. Why did you give†¦Ã¢â‚¬  over and over. In the morning, I asked Grace to tell me any other stories about Belle. She told me how s he taught Belle how to walk and talk. I shrieked, â€Å"What?! It is a doll. It does not have the capability to do such things!† Grace fired back, â€Å"Yes, it does! Belle doesn t like you. She wants you out of her house. I kept telling her that you can’t leave because you’re my mom, but she’s careless. I don t knowShow MoreRelatedIgbo Dictionary129408 Words   |  518 Pagessuch as the names of fishes, which were not in the first edition. Other words were added or revised from other sources, but in order to keep the size within manageable limits not all possible sources have been exploited. I am particularly grateful to my reviewers, who pointed out some of the glaring errors; I hope they will find this edition at least slightly less faulty. I am very grateful to Dr (now Professor) E.N. Emenanjá » , Mr (now Dr) P.A. Anagbogu, and to Miss Helen Joe Okeke and Miss Ifeoma Okoye